The record

Chapter 1: His Life

I woke up a little sore in my arm, then I remembered that my dad hit it real hard against the wall last night, my mom took most of the blows for me, I'm grateful for that. I checked my alarm clock for the date. "October 1st 19##." I can't wait for Halloween! I'm planning on being a serial killer, it's not much stuff and after school I want to go to spirit Halloween with Sammy. She briefly mentioned being a witch, I think a serial killer and a witch would be perfect to go together for Halloween! My little sister Scarlett wants to be a princess, no surprises there.

I get up and look in my closet. I don't have much clothes. I decided to get a baggy T-shirt, a big plaid jacket, and baggy jeans with a belt. I go into my bathroom and change, then I grab my backpack and head downstairs. "Hey mom" I say
"Hey sweetie how was your night?" She replies
"It was ok"
"Good, breakfast is on the table"
"Okay" I say as I head towards the table.
"So what time should Dad get home from work?"
"He'll be getting home early, around 8 o'clock, so you better start cleaning when you get home, you know how much he hates a dirty home."
"Oh, ok" damnit, dad will be getting home early, I won't have much time to listen to my music. My dad thinks that listening to music is only for girls, that's why I normally do it when he isn't home. But tonight I won't be able to.

"I'm heading to the bus stop now mom. Bye"

"Bye sweetie, have a good day at school, oh and here is your lunch."

"Thanks"

And I'm off to the bus stop. I'm in 9th grade and Sammy is in 10th. Scarlett is in 4th and can't keep her mouth shut about anything that goes on at home no matter how much times Mom tells her to say nothing about our home life. Father hates it because he is always getting calls about it. The bus has finally arrived. On the first day of school I was getting picked on, and the second, the bus driver told me to sit behind her so she can protect me as much as she can, although she is driving so it doesn't help very much. When I'm getting picked on I stay quiet, and they are pretty quiet themselves so they don't get in trouble. I sat down and people started pulling my hair slightly, poking me, and nagging at my clothes. We finally made it to the school and I almost tripped on my way off because somebody purposely stood on the back of my shoe.

"Alright class, today we will be doing a partnered project! I will choose your partners because I don't trust you" Mrs. Sterling said.

She started partnering up kids and then she said "and lastly, Conner and Dace, not get started, this is due in 2 weeks, and it's about art"

My cheeks flushed a tint of red, Conner has been my crush for a while now but he's always standing by Seth, my ex-bestfriend so I never got the chance to really interact with him..the nice way.

"Hey your Dace right?"

"Huh? O-oh uh yeah!"

"Nice, so who's house should we work at?"

"Uhm not mine.."

"Well we can't do mine wo we will have to use yours."

"Oh uh ok.."

Crap! Why did I say that? So that he would think I wasn't so pushy? I don't know... Ugh dad is so gonna kill me..

"So...uh..when should we meet...uh...up?" I asked, I hate the fact that I can't speak straight.

"Maybe this weekend? Does that sound good?"

"Yeah that sounds good..."

And finally my miserable day at school was done... Time to go home and clean...

*Authors note*
Omg this was 655 words not including this note! I can't believe I can write all that, I hope you are enjoying this story! It kinda popped to me, and it's my first story! Anyways I've introduced a new character

Conner: Dace's crush, bisexual, very wealthy, kinda just stands around, most of the time leaves, when he sees that face is getting bullied. He has a loving family, but they don't like having visitors over, they say it's a risk of getting robbed.

Total words: 743